C1219 Cold Spring

The last layer of the secret realm of the Buddhist Sect!

The originally chaotic world was now much calmer. The blooming golden and black lotuses were not as dazzling as before. It was just flickering with a faint radiance, like the flickering flame of a divine lamp in a pond.

In the air above the pond where tens of thousands of lotus flowers bloomed, Han Chen sat upright on the lotus throne